Margaritas and Cupcakes

There are two holidays that I will throw myself into, headfirst with  blind gelato bingeing passion:

Halloween and my dog Hamish’s Birthday.

I missed Hamish’s first birthday because I was in Las Vegas- every time I think about that I feel guilty and buy him some new toys. I buy him toys buy Kong- which means I blow some serious coin on toys that he drops into mud puddles or drowns in his swimming pool ( you read that right, he has a swimming pool) when he gets tired of them.

My guilt knows no budget.

So this is how I feel about Hamish Birthday and Halloween as a rule:

They need to be bankers holidays.

I want businesses  to close, I want stamps and coins minted in their honor and if you even think about making gluten free treats on those days instead of real treats that make your teeth scream in agony before the sugar even crosses your lips I will personally show up at your house and kick you out of the human race.

I do like Holidays for the most part- they’re fun, some involve food and music and if you don’t get the day off,  other people do and your commute to work is a light one.

I just don’t want to take bankers holidays seriously, I don’t want to be forced to reflect on the day if I don’t want to and I don’t want to argue about their significance to the world or the community or the greeting card industry.

Who’s with me on this?

I should mention, cupcakes and margaritas are involved in my vision the new Banker’s Holiday calendar. If they were a staple of all the banker’s holidays I wouldn’t feel the need to cut so many of them loose.

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Our Random View Prompt#71

DO YOU LIKE BANK HOLIDAYS?

May 1, 2017

 

I haven’t heard a single new song that I’ve liked.

There isn’t any new artwork up on the wall in the alley across the street from where  work.

Salmon burgers are non-existent.

Spring is boring, how many days till Halloween?

 

 

 

Who Is She Talking To?

Self Portrait
A.M. Moscoso

Sometimes, you scare me Anita Marie

I have heard from time to to time

mostly at night

just after the Sun has died

for the day.

 

And I have said

always at night

when the Sun is dead and gone:

”  I scare myself all of the time,

always at night, when the morning is far and the Devils have come out to play.”

Self Portrait
A.M. Moscoso